Emperor of Nine Suns

Seeing the fearful scene in front of the reception hall, Chu Chen smiled faintly, and couldn't help but whispered an order.

"Don't you all have something to do? Hurry up and get busy with your own business. There's nothing exciting to watch here."

"Big brother!"

When everyone saw Chu Chen coming over, they saluted one after another, and then hurriedly dispersed as he said.

When Chu Chen stepped into the reception hall, he saw a young man in black, holding a straw stick and drawing circles on the ground, looking bored.

\u0026n[猪_猪_岛]novel w.zhhuo.mbsp;This young man is very handsome, in fact, if you look at his face, you will feel that the word "youth" is even a bit inappropriate.

Judging from his height and bone age, we can know that he is about thirteen or fourteen years old. His face is really immature, with a childish feeling.

The word "little boy" will appear in anyone's mind when they see him at first glance...

This kid is very similar to those arrogant kids who are young and energetic, know a little bit about everything but don't understand anything, and then think that they are awesome and powerful enough to beat the world.

Is the Son of Nether actually such a person?

The little boy was wearing a black gown that fit very well. There were no other decorations on the clothes, but it could be seen that the clothes were extremely well-made, and the strange fabric glowed faintly similar to metal wires. , giving people a very solid and durable feeling.

The young man just sat there so peacefully, drawing circles with the straw stick in his hand for a while, and he didn't show any fluctuations in spiritual power.

But at this moment, Chu Chen could clearly feel the extremely cold breath continuously spreading from his soul, bone marrow, and every inch of his flesh and blood to the surroundings.

That breath is really too cold and dark, it seems to come from another world, a nether world purely shrouded in death and coldness!

Sure enough, he is the son of Nether, and he is in the Nether world wherever he is.

A thought flashed in Chu Chen's mind. In the legend of Momingzong, the Son of Nether is a very mysterious figure.

Although Youming Peak and Tianmo Peak are both called the two highest ancient peaks of the Demon Sect, and the Son of the Nether and the Son of the Sky Demon are the most amazing and powerful two of the Demon Sect,

Strength should be about the same.

However, there have been rumors in private that in fact, the strength of the son of the Nether is even more stable than the son of the demon!

The techniques of the Nether Peak lineage are full of a strong breath of death. It is said that they have been cultivated to the highest level and can even communicate with the legendary Nether Hell.

And the disciples of Youming Peak have always regarded themselves as death controllers, their power and weirdness completely surpassed the imagination of the world!

In this world, death has always represented the ultimate horror for all living beings, whether they are righteous or evil, or human spirit beasts, or other races.

That is the end of life, the ultimate destination of all great horrors.

But Youming Peak is different. According to the legend, under the study of generations of powerful people in the Youming Peak lineage, death is no longer the ultimate threat to them.

Even to some extent, death has become their source of strength!

It is precisely because of this that the Nether Peak has a very special status in the entire Demon Underworld Sect. People's awe and fear for the Nether Peak far exceeds other ancient peaks, and even the Tianmo Peak is not so scary.

Therefore, in everyone's rumors, the Son of Nether is definitely one of the most terrifying and terrifying existences in the entire Demon Underworld Sect! !

"Hehe... Brother Chu is here."

Sensing someone entering the hall, the Nether Son turned his head to look, his eyes lit up, and he laughed.

"I'm Han Dian from Youming Peak. It's a bit abrupt to interrupt me today. I've always heard that Du Xufeng's new senior brother is amazingly talented, and he is truly a proud son of heaven. When I saw you today, my junior brother is indeed a human being." Dragon of the Middle!"

"Where is it, Senior Brother Han Liao Zan, these words really make Junior Brother ashamed."

Chu Chen's mind is so sensitive, seeing the Son of Nether being courteous to him, he immediately hit the snake and followed the stick, and when he came up, he bowed his fists to the Son of Nether and smiled as if he hated seeing each other late.

"The majestic son of Youming is here, and we have not been able to welcome him from far away. It is really an unforgivable sin. I heard that Senior Brother Han has been handling various important matters on Youming Peak recently, why is he free to come to Duxu Peak to visit us now?"

"Hehe... Brother Chu is being polite."

Han Dian smiled and nodded, "It's really boring on Nether Peak. I heard that my junior brother has just come to Duxu Peak and it's doing well here. That's why I plan to drop by. I don't know if junior brother welcomes you?"

"Naturally, you are very welcome. The arrival of the senior brother makes the little brother flourish!"

Chu Chen naturally knew that this son of the Nether would not be so idle that he would rush through the door and go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, he must have a plan.

However, before others expressed their intentions, he just waited and watched the changes. He turned around and directed at Feng Qiang behind him.

"Xiaoqiang, go and bring Senior Brother Han a taste of the fine tea leaves that are treasured in the peak!"

"Junior Brother, you are welcome, this is not necessary."

Han Dian waved his hands when he heard the words, a sly smile appeared on his small face, "By the way, I heard that my junior brother went to the deserted lake some time ago, I wonder if there is such a thing?"

"Well, that's right."

Chu Chen had long expected that the Son of Nether would ask such a question, and nodded readily upon hearing this.

"Some time ago, I was lucky and got a small sum of money by chance, so I went to Huanghu to buy some useful things. Why, Senior Brother Han also wants to buy something?"

"Oh, junior brother was joking."

Han Dian smiled and shook his head, his eyes flashed a dazzling light, "Since Junior Brother participated in that black blood auction, you should be impressed by their auction items from the beginning to the end, right?"

"That's true."

Chu Chen nodded approvingly, "The Black Blood Auction House is indeed a rare event, and all the auctioned items are high-quality goods, with high quality. It seems that there is nothing wrong with the long-standing reputation. "

"Then the younger brother must be very impressed with the last lot, right?"

Chu Chen's eyes were calm, and the matter about Ling Xuan finally came!

The source of Mo Mingzong's hatred for Ling Xuan should be the ultimate hatred of Youming Peak's lineage towards her!

"The news about the witch Ling Xuan? The younger brother must remember it, right?"

Han Dian's "immature" eyes instantly became old and sharp. He stared at Chu Chen without blinking, as if he wanted to see something from every change in his expression.

"Oh, that's really impressive."

Chu Chen put on a show, thought "seriously" for a while, and then nodded in a sudden realization.

"It is said that the price of the news auction was very high, but later on, I didn't know what happened. The memory crystal that recorded the witch's news suddenly burst, causing everyone to return without success. Speaking of which, I was still very surprised Well, why did Tangtang Black Blood Auction House make such a mistake."

Chu Chen had a regretful expression on his face.